Man has a natural light, which is present in the back of the head!

It is always white, good is yellow, evil is black, blessing is green, killing is red, and the dying of people is gray.

The first major sect in Central Continent has the art of this way to be cultivated.

Repair, the natal light wheel of the glorious day will appear corresponding to the honeysuckle pattern, the curly grass pattern, the triangle pattern, the treasure phase pattern, the cloud pattern, the folded belt pattern, corresponding to the six good and evil blessings and deaths, each with its own wonderful use.

Knowing the way of heaven, knowing the blessing and preventing danger, and even more dedicated to this way can also increase longevity, this is only Mao Zhenhuang knows, according to legend more than a thousand years ago, there is a great ability to cultivate the six natal light wheels out of the six Talisman Beasts.

It is also a famous figure in Middle-earth.

And this kind of light can be seen by those who have discernment, and it can also be seen by the monks of the Jindan period.

What's more, there are great monks who can cultivate this light and see it to the world!

can see this light, if Mao Zhenhuang guesses correctly, the clear eyes of the little bald head named Xuan Xian in front of him are called heavy pupils!

It is also born with it, not cultivated,

Seeing that his natal six wheels are all Xiao Daoer, seeing his immortal path clearly in confusion is his right way.

This person didn't die young, Jin Dan was just at his fingertips, not an exaggeration at all, just with these eyes!

This is the foundation of enlightenment that God has given to this little bald head named Xuan Xian with a high starting point.

"The immortal road is hard, if the natal light wheel is yellow, there are not so many heart demons to say, although Wang Daoyou is red in the black in the natal light wheel, but he can't hide the heavy green light and yellow, it can be seen that the heart is also good. ”

Dao Sheng's cloudy eyes stared at the sobbing Xuan Xian and said lovingly, then raised a pair of big dry hands to wipe away the tears on that immature face.

"Xie Xianshi!"

Mao Zhenhuang bowed his head to the old bald head named Dao Sheng.

Let's count it as a hexagram!

If it weren't for the other party's words, Mao Zhenhuang didn't seem to know that he could still have a little bit of goodness as a rotten person.

This hexagram is credible, because the natal light wheel does not lie at all, and a little yellow is a little yellow.

This proves that his Mao Zhenhuang's heart is not bad, if Zhai Laoliu's bald man is here at this time, it is estimated that there will be no yellow.

Dao Sheng looked at Mao Zhenhuang's sincerity, waved his hand at him and said, "It's okay!"

"Teacher, then let's go up the mountain?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at Xuan Xian, who was still sobbing, turned around and said to the old bald head with a smile.

He offended this little bald head miserably, if it weren't for the old bald head protecting his fat body by his side, the sobbing Xuan Xian would have to use a knife against him today.

"Up the hill!"

Standing in the wind and snow for a long time, Dao Sheng listened to Mao Zhenhuang's inquiry, pulled an awkward Xuan Xian and walked towards the invisible mountain top.

Threesome!

The atmosphere was a bit chilly though.

The old bald head of Dao Sheng is silent, Xuan shows a puffing demeanor, and Mao Zhenhuang is preoccupied!

It's no wonder that he is preoccupied, he has the heart to chat with this old bald head, but this old man is a master who chats and talks again, and sometimes he doesn't reply after chatting.

Originally, the origin of these two people was a bit weird, and the fat man who had a lot of eyes didn't dare to talk about it when he saw this situation, for fear that he would talk about the other party's taboo, and his little life would be ruined.

But after such a match, he can be sure of one thing, that is, the other party is indeed a powerful senior!

However, it is a pity for Mao Zhenhuang that the other party even has an apprentice grandson, and the idea of wanting to find a thigh to lean on under his mountain gate was pinched to death in his mind as soon as he was born.

......

The chaotic clouds are low and twilight, and the snow is dancing across the clouds!

This is the longest and most bitter mountain road that Mao Zhenhuang has walked in his life, and it is also the most tiring mountain road.

Even the mountaineering road of the Guanlou Sect back then did not seem to be as long and difficult to walk as the rugged mountain road in front of him.

If it weren't for the old bald head of Daosheng who walked forward silently in the wind and snow, Mao Zhenhuang would have the urge to give up his faith and take a break.

But seeing that a rickety old man still has such willpower, he can only grit his teeth and follow along.

It's a long and slow road, and it's all wind and snow.

It's not good to pinch your heartbeat, but I actually walked with these two bald heads for four hours!

It is also thanks to Mao Zhenhuang's strength to grit his teeth and stiffen his teeth, otherwise this body of nearly 200 catties of fat, it is estimated that few people can move.

"The first teacher is lacking?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the old bald head of Daosheng who suddenly stopped climbing, and couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not leaving!"

Dao Sheng's eyes were bright, and he glanced at the heavy snow around him three times in succession, and then said a cold word to Mao Zhenhuang.

"Got to the top of the mountain?"

Mao Zhenhuang also followed Dao Sheng's gaze and swept around, but he was a little puzzled, where is the slightest view of the mountain top.

Trees, snow!

It is still a monotonous scenery painted by these two objects, and with a misty curved road ahead, it seems that there is still some way to the top of the mountain.

"Nope!"

"Then the first teacher, why don't you leave?"

Mao Zhenhuang was a little confused about the meaning of this old bald head, and it was understandable to say that he was old and tired to rest here for a while.

But where was the ruddy face that was half tired, and after climbing for such a long time, he didn't even breathe.

"Alas, the wrong way!"

Dao Sheng is on crutches and sighs at the flying goose feathers and heavy snow.

"What, what did you say, Master?"

Mao Zhenhuang felt that his ears were a little inaudible, and hurriedly asked again.

After a day, I climbed for five or six hours in a row in exchange for such a sentence.

It is not at all easy to extinguish the flame of hope in general!

"Wrong, everything is wrong!"

As Dao Sheng said this, Mao Zhenhuang hit the ground directly with a big buttocks, and he was stunned for a while.

It was like the words of the old bald head, which strained the spirit of his whole body.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Xuan Xian, who pouted for most of the day, finally couldn't hold it back, and eagerly said to Dao Sheng.

"There is no mountain in this mountain! You think it has a mountain, and the mountain spirit will give you the mountain, and you think that the mountain path is winding and rugged at the moment, and the mountain spirit will give you such a path. ”

"I don't think I understand!"

Xuan Xian tried his best to understand the words of the ancestor, but he couldn't fully understand the reason at all.

"What your ancestor means is that there are no mountains here at all, let alone trees and snow, only a mountain soul that has become a spirit, a fat man I have only seen in my life, and what is even more powerful is that this mountain soul actually concealed the heavy pupils of your little bald head, who would have thought. ”

Lying on the ice and snow without a trace of temperature, Mao Zhenhuang's fat body trembled a little involuntarily.

Dangmang Mountain has stood there for so many years, and no monk has told the world that there is no deity of Dangmang Mountain here at all.

No one even said that this was a demon land!

It is estimated that none of the monks who came in went out.

And he himself simply fell into a big pit unconsciously!

At this time, don't say that he still went to find that Zhai Lao Liu, whether he Mao Zhenhuang can get a small life has become two words.

"Master, my master, he ......"

After listening to Mao Zhenhuang's words, Xuan Xian's heart obviously flashed with a panicked emotion, and he turned his head to Dao Sheng and cast an inquiring look.

Dao Sheng looked at Xuan Xian, who couldn't hold his breath, and said to him with a smile: "It's okay!"

"So what should we do now?"

"Wait! The mountain spirit doesn't want you to see things during the day, and will let you see it at night.

The people who should have died in this place back then, the resentment is not ordinarily heavy, and the things that can't be washed away by the sun can only wait until midnight when the turbidity rises, and all the demons and monsters are washed back to life, and you also see what you should see. ”

Mao Zhenhuang, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, was a little puzzled when he spoke to Xuan Xian, since the mountain soul is so powerful, it can reach the level of confusing heaven and earth and nearly becoming a demon, so how did the Yonghezi of Huayang Tianzong move the mountain soul of Dangmang Mountain?

At that time, he saw with his own eyes that the other party vomited the blood of the white-shirted monk in the soul town of Dangmang Mountain.

And Huayang Tianzong's sealing technique is world-famous, saying that there is no mountain that has not been moved, and how did this mountain soul in front of him who was even confused by Daosheng escape Yonghezi's sealing technique?

For him, a monk with a sevenfold life, everything he had seen in the past few days made him a little puzzled.

"Master, is this 'ball' true?"

Dao Xian looked at Mao Zhenhuang who was paralyzed on the ground and felt a little unreal, a reddened person with a black natal light wheel could actually say so many great truths.

"I said that little bald head called Xuan Xian, you have called me 'ball' all the way, the clay man still has three points of anger, don't say I'm in a hurry with you when you call once!"

Straightening his belly, Mao Zhenhuang raised his head and roared at Xuan Xian.

Where is he like a ball?

At most, it's a real fat man who dares to face upright and dare to increase the burden on his sister!

"Wang Xiaodao is friendly and knowledgeable!"

Dao Sheng didn't care at all when he looked at the bickering between the two, but turned his head and smiled at Mao Zhenhuang is praise.

"The first teacher praised it!"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at Dao Sheng's eyes, and couldn't help but reply with a wry smile, and the mood to talk to Dao Xian disappeared in an instant.

The phrase "good knowledge" can be regarded as evoking his sad past.

However, it is useless to have good knowledge, because he is standing on the border of the Great Liang Kingdom and dedicating his youth, not to mention how many times he almost lost his life, let alone twelve years of time, it is not something that ordinary people can waste.

Otherwise, he Mao Zhenhuang would not be able to live at the age of twenty-eight and still have a seven-fold life.

And Yonghezi, who is the same age as him, has become a real person in the Jindan period.

A height that he thoroughly looked up to!

"Master, Master, the snow has stopped!"

Xuan Xian's shout can be regarded as pulling the stunned Mao Zhenhuang back.

And the fat man raised his head and looked around, which was indeed as Xuan Xian said.

Snow!

Not only did it stop, but it disappeared.